Her hands
traveled a great distance in time
from her mother’s nourishing bosoms
led by her father’s sturdy palms
Her hands
was given away to a trustworthy man
whose gentle touch unlocked her heart
overflown with joy
Her hands
were latched on by tiny fingers
fragile and angelic
never ever letting go
Her hands
traveled afar in the land
from the touch of life giving soil and rain
to the production line and paperwork
the wrinkles told of her life long hard work
the sun spots apprised her of a blessed long life
Flicker of Thoughts 
This is so beautifully written Cassa. A story of a life told by the holding, touching and of hard working hands. Just so lovely.
Hope all is well and all your loved ones are healthy. Sending you love and hugs my friend. 🤗💕❤️😘Joni
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Wishing you and family a blessed Christmas and saty warm!
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Woe, this is so touching… There is love and wisdom in those old hands… ❤
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